Cuckold Literature
Posted by admin on 9th November , 2011
Cuckold Literature – Mike Boyer felt ill when he saw the giant black man board the plane. “Great, he’s here,” he said sarcastically. “That’s Jack!” whispered Ali. “My god, he’s huge. You never told me he was black.” Mike shrugged. His rival was decked out for vacation, sunglasses around his neck, shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt open enough to show the replica of a viking hammer necklace that he always wore. Jack Hammer was around 6’6″ with very dark skin and a flat top haircut. “Yo yo what’s up, Mikey? Ready for some fun in the sun? Move over, I’m too big for the window seat.” “I can’t sit by the window,” said Mike’s wife. She was a nervous flyer. Mike got up and moved leaving Black Dick Xxx too big for the window seat.” “I can’t sit by the window,” said Mike’s wife. She was a nervous flyer. Mike got up and moved leaving his wife in the seat between the two coworkers. “Aren’t you bringing one of the girls from the office?” asked Mike buckling his seat belt. “No, canceled on me at the last minute.” “Oh,” said Mike confused. Jack had a steady stream of female coworkers with the hots for him. Several had openly campaigned to get invited to go on vacation with him. “You must be Ali,” said Jack holding out his hand and Alexandra Silk started this year and tied Mike in sales. The man had a powerful aura about him that seemed perfect for getting big contracts (and dates from female coworkers). Their boss was going to give the trip just to Mike who had three years senority, but Jack had hinted at racism. Mr Gilbert had quickly decided to reward both employees. Mike was sure Jack would beat him next year when the company vice president was retiring. With Jack’s sales record, his business school education, and the threat of a discrimination law suit, Jack was sure to be Mike’s boss in a year. Ali gripped the Mercedes got their attention and they’re falling under my spell,I now uncross my legs and spread them just enough for those Cuckold Literature Alison, everbody calls me Ali,I like to think of myself as Ali cat…always on the prowl. I’m 24 years old,5’10″ Black Cock Shock never tired of looking at. He was surprised to see her nipples were rock hard, swollen and puffy. Mike got another surprise when she pulled her panties off. “You shaved?” “You’ll see why tomorrow,” she said, winking at him. Ali grabbed the rim of her husband’s underwear and pulled them off. Ali stared at his penis in anticipation, but his genitalia had shrunken up into his scrotum. His entire nut-sack was only the size of a golfball Dominant Cuckold arm rest as the plane started moving. “Don’t be nervous,” said Jack putting his hand over Ali’s and covering it. She smiled at him and he kept it there until the plane was in the air. Mike put his hand over Ali’s other one, a little late to be the chivalrous one. He hated Jack with a passion. It was mostly racism. Mike detested blacks as lazy, worthless, criminals with their hands always out for a government check and both he and Mr Gilbert often shared black jokes. Jack was everything blacks weren’t supposed to be, educated, intelligent, charistmatic, and hard working. He Black Cock Solo at that moment. The top of the dress fell down revealing her large chest clad in a pretty blue bra from Hidden Closet. She wiggled her hips, pulling the dress down until it fell around her ankles. Her panties were low cut and equally pretty. Ali straddled Mike’s legs and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mike was a very pale white compared to Ali’s slightly darker complexion. He was very skinny, his ribs sticking out around his sunken hairless chest just above a slight paunch. He had no upperbody strength, his muscles when he flexed only slightly larger then his wife’s. He Free Big Black Dick mid twenties and very dark…Mmmmmm! I thought to myself ” oh yeah, these two will do just fine” as I sat down and nonchalantly looked at the large buldges.